Saints win. I ate popeye's, a pulled pork sandwich, had a picture of Miss Seminole next to me, drank a bloody and some abita, had the scented candles burning, and did the sacred and solemn chants. It seems to have worked. And I got so many awesome pictures from the Sacredome. And I won in all three fantasy football leagues. This good week has turned into a great week.
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